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That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter Forty-One
EPOV
Fuck...fuck...fuck!
When had Bella gotten into bed with me?
Shit! I thought, as I extricated myself from around her body.
I´d been having one of my Bellalicious dreams when I realized that the tits I was cupping were in fact real, and not that of my dream girl.
What the fuck was I doing, feeling up a teenage girl like some kind of sicko?
I shifted, in an attempt to get my rock-solid cock that was wedged in the crack of her soft, supple, bitable, mouthwatering ass free.
Oh God, I groaned internally, that was definitely the wrong train of thought.
Thank fuck my girl was a heavy sleeper!
Standing there with a double-wide, family-sized tent pitched in my sleep pants, I watched with rapt fascination as Bella´s body rolled over in what seemed like slow-motion. I swear, if I didn´t know any better, I would have bet my trust fund that she was deliberately tempting me.
No...
My little girl is just that, a little girl. Bella would never do something like that to me.
But the rise and fall of her chest, the way her nipples pebbled underneath the thin fabric of her tank. "Fuck..." I moaned quietly.
I was lost in the spell that was Isabella Swan.
Even in her sleep, the little succubus had no idea what she did to me.
Shaking my head in an attempt to clear the fog, I was shocked to find that my hand had migrated to my throbbing cock and was squeezing shamelessly.
Jerking my hand away, I spun on my heels and tore open the door. I had to get the fuck out of dodge.
Quick, fast, and in a goddamn hurry!
Five minutes later, I found myself hiding in the guest bathroom like a little bitch, and jerking my cock frantically as I thought about the beautiful girl lying in my bed.
I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help the way I felt.
Lord knows I´d tried on several occasions to get Bella out of my mind, but every date ended the same, me pushing the girl away because she didn´t look right, or she didn´t smell right. And let´s not talk about her not feeling right.
The logical side of me knew I was supposed to date girls, no women my own age. And I tried, but I could never find the connection with anyone else that I did with my little Izzy.
Just last week, I had dinner with Kate Denali, one of the professors in the English department. Against my better judgment, I accepted her offer of a nightcap back at her place.
Yeah, that turned out to be a fucking disaster.
What grown man in his right mind would push away a sexy, confident woman that, not only holds her own intellectually, but could suck cock like nobody´s business?
Me, that´s who!
The more I tried to get into it, the more I felt like I was betraying Bella, the one person I love the most. What sealed my fate was when I closed my eyes and envisioned that it was Bella´s full pouty lips that were wrapped around my swollen cock.
Shocked, I pushed Kate off of me, and got the fuck out of there!
Needless-to-say, since that night, I´d avoided Kate like the plague.
As I cried out Bella´s name, and shot my load against the shower wall, something became abundantly clear to me.
Isabella Swan would forever be the only one to own me...mind, body, and soul!
Trust me...is all I´m going to say! Now, any question, thoughts, comments...tongue lashing? Let me have it!
Laterzzz...
Krazi
xoxo